Page 106 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
SIENNA
Olly’s voiceis muffled on the other end of the line, and I can barely hear him.
“What? You want me to meet you at the front door? How is this being stealthy?”
“Just trust me.”
The line goes dead, and I sigh. This had better work. I lower the visor and check my lipstick in the mirror before I get out of the car.
After I scoot my minuscule skirt down and hike up my halter top, I head around to the passenger side and lift out six giant pizza boxes. The food smells delicious, and my stomach growls. Maybe I should’ve eaten first before I tried to sneak into Ben’s dorm, but it’s too late now.
I giggle as I speedwalk around the side of the building.
This is crazy. But fun. And needed.
It’s Thursday night, and I haven’t seen Ben for over a week. We’ve talked on the phone every night, but it’s not the same. I know he’s stressed out and worried about this season, and I decided I needed to sneak in for a visit. Otherwise, he doesn’t get his first day off until this Sunday, which feels like an eternity.
Lily has been doing well with Magnolia, and the three of us get along like gangbusters. If I weren’t missing Ben so fiercely, this wouldn’t be so bad.
When Olly sees me, his eyebrows lift to his hairline, and he lets out a low whistle. “Ben’s gonna lose his mind when he sees you. You went all-out, huh?”
My options were a standard Pizza Hut uniform or a wench costume from the Pizza Castle. Guess which one made my boobs look better?
“Shut up and get me inside.”
He laughs as he opens the glass door to the main entrance, but then pauses to tell me what I need to say to the security guy.
“Are you serious?” I hiss. “I thought you said you could sneak me in!”
“Don’t be a pain in the ass.” He’s talking out the side of his mouth now so that the guard doesn’t see him. “Just do it.”
And then the asshole leaves me behind.
He jams his card through the swipe thingy, and then he’s gone.
Holy crap, I’m going to kill him.
I take a deep breath. Here goes nothing.
The guard looks like he’s just a student with a badge. That makes me feel better. If it were Melvin, he’d never fall for this, but I’m dealing with a horny twenty-something. I can do this.
I use a bored voice, like I do this all day. “Six pizzas for room three oh five.” I pull out the receipt for gas in my pocket—thank God I got gas before I came here!—and pretend to read off it. “For Ben Rodriguez.”
He eyeballs me from head to foot and back up again before he clears his throat and grabs his clipboard. “I’m sorry, ma’am. Nobody in that room called down, but you’re welcome to leave it here.”
“No can do. The last time I did that, someone else nabbed the food, and I had to pay for eighty dollars’ worth of calzones.” I hate doing this, but whenever Penelope pouts, my father gives her whatever she wants. I suppose it’s worth a try. I check out his name badge and jut out my lower lip. “Come on, Roger. I have three more pies I need to deliver in the next hour or I won’t be making my rent. Help a girl out.” I bat my lashes for good measure.
“Um. Gosh.” He wipes his forehead, looks around, and then studies his clipboard again. “What did you say your name was?”
I should use a fake name, right? “Gina, from Pizza Castle.”
He nervously glances behind him, like we’re in the middle of a drug deal. He jots down the info and gives me a wide smile. “Lookie here. Must’ve missed it.”
“You’re an angel. Thank you so much!”
He buzzes me in, and I scurry through the gate. I’m halfway to the elevators when they open and several football players start to head toward me, including Derek.
Oh, shit!
